Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Hulk Hogan cries like a sunburned school girl -- presumably because Andre The Giant ripped the shirt off his chest and cross off his neck out of frustration from Hogan ducking him and refusing to give him an opportunity to rassle for the WWF Heavyweight Title for several years -- while Roddy Piper checks his hand for snortable cocaine residue. January, 1987.

Monday, January 03, 2011

The real world (READ: My new job...that's right I have departed Tully Blanchard Enterprises Incorporated for more lucrative and certainly greener pastures...say hello to Buck Rock and/or Roll Zumhofe's RocknRollWrestling's Director of Constituent Relations) has been kicking my ass, leaving no time to do what I do best...take umbrage with and and every desperate Hulk Hogan attention seeking/self-promoting shenanigan and upload clips of Jimmy Valiant, The American Starship, and the superstars of the IPW.

But I'm getting back into getting back into getting back into you, Facebuster Nation. The demise of Arabian Facebuster is thus being postponed. We're going out with a Cactus Jack bang bang, not a Mick Foley whimper whimper. Fresh rassle-rassle content is coming oh so very soon...not unlike Rev Von Fury TV!!!

We're choosing to bow on the biggest stage like our idols Flair and HBK...Wrestle Mania, 2011 edition. And unlike Flair, we won't be crawling back for yr adulation completely broken down under the auspices of nostalgia or one more mediocre run for old times sake.